Chapter One: Once Upon a Time in Duskvalle Once upon a time—long ago but somehow still ahead of us—there was a man named Noah. In the cold spring of 1971, he sat alone in his detective office, rain clinging to the window like forgotten memories. Cigarette smoke curled in the still air as he reviewed his latest case file—yet another disappearance. He had solved murders, tracked missing people, uncovered lies... but nothing felt real anymore. Each case pulled at something inside him—not curiosity, not suspicion, but something much deeper. Recognition. As if these things had happened before. Then she entered. “Elena Marek,” she said, her voice delicate but hollow. “My brother is missing. But I don’t think he just vanished.” She placed a small, cold black box on his desk. Noah opened it. A bronze key. Strange symbols. And a deep jolt—like lightning crawling through his bones. Something inside him cracked open. Chapter Two: The Symbols That nig...